I don’t remember much.
I don’t remember much of what happened at the camp or why I woke up covered in snow on the outskirts of an empty town. I remember shaking the snow from my hair and I remember I was dressed in warm winter clothing. I thought that was strange because I don’t remember it snowing at the camp.
And I remember struggling to see through both eyes. I blinked and switched eyes, but I couldn’t seem to focus on anything with my left—I could see only a smudge of color. I remember reaching up and feeling the scarring across my eye but I don’t remember where it came from.
I remember the voices coming from behind me deeper in the forest and I remember running into the town and I remember footsteps behind me as I ran.
And I remember running into a creature three times the size of a car. It was black and human like, but not. It looked at me lazily then lifted a corpse of a woman to its mouth. It bit down on her torso and ripped her in half.